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Very dear Carolyn, I love this poem, especially “Hands dark in that night /caress the blue-black endless.” It sets my imagination on fire! I loved the last one you sent too, but life is careening past and I’m not quick enough (slow enough?) to savor the delicacies, despite trying. Anyway, my mother continues her decline, and my sister Beth is now in decline also. I only seem to have energy for the basics. Haven’t drawn a mandala for weeks, but have vowed to do one in the coming days. Sending love and hoping to see you soon. Do you plan to attend the SLC 30th anniv on Sept 12? Hoping this finds you well and comfortable. Blessings, Rose